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kitsunefyuu · 2 days
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Many people: He loves Yoichi like an object.
All for One once Yoichi is shattered in recent chapter: Life lost all meaning. The colors are gone the world is empty why am I still existing? Is this tragedy? Is this loss? There is no purpose in the world yet I’m still here.
Me: Damn I wouldn’t get that upset over even my most expensive and prized possession. Man suffering depression.
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palebonedry · 5 months
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Orphan of the Paranormal
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shiroforest · 29 days
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Big thanks to @huiiiooo for pointing out AFO's seemingly smaller hands in his memory, but it's not just his hands, his HEIGHT is also seemingly smaller, if you think about AFO's line of sight when seeing Kotaro in his memory
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AFO should've looking down a bit with his towering height, but he didn't, so it should indicate that AFO have some sort of appearance altering quirk to blends in with society
And if DFO theory is true, making a family wouldn't be that difficult for him, since he can appears to be completely normal to his family. After all, why wouldn't he try to make another family (after Yoichi) if he's so obsessed with family and "wants to do what's everyone have done".
This would also explains why Izuku didn't recognize AFO whenever he sees him, because that's not the appearance that AFO presented to his family. But it seems AFO original appearance (from the shilouette in past chapters) still got inherited to Izuku anyway, because they look too similar to not be blood related
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of course there's the thing with Kudo and Bakugo, but to even have similar behaviors like these?
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The possibility of them being blood related is pretty high considering a parent behavior can be passed down to their kids even if said parent hardly ever spends time with said kids/not the one who raised said kids (apparently it has something to do with parents' Behaviors being encoded inside DNA, which would later be passed to their kids)
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povertygoblin · 2 months
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Safe in Fathers Arms
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kitsunesfandomtime · 1 month
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Longing for the unattainable is also a long running joke of how long can AFO stay convinced his new wife isn’t a super natural creature.
Inko: -possessively sneers at anyone that touches her coat without warning-
AFO: That’s normal if someone touched something I valued when I didn’t want them to I do the same.
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Inko: -standing under a moonlit night in the ocean with an extended hand-
AFO: I feel like I’m moments away from seeing something I shouldn’t. It probably just my imagination.
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Inko: -acts oddly unlike any woman around seeming more animal like uncaring about socializing among what should be her peers but more at home on the beach-
AFO: The people just hold no interest to her.
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Inko: -their child born well…-
AFO: I am getting the feeling the fur coat is not a fur coat.
Vestige of Yoichi: I maybe just as clueless on what kinda supernatural being she was but even I saw that coming!
AFO: Did I sleep with an actual supernatural creature?
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diospore · 29 days
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Working on a color ref of AFO and somehow his eyes ended up pink? and I kinda like it, halfway between red and white.
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418 spoilers (this time happy ☺️) fan art below 👇
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The sad version
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tawney · 3 months
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You ever think about the blatant message of consent Afo and Ofa is about? All for One is about stealing other people's quirks; sometimes without permission, sometimes with permission but under the strings of manipulation. And forcing any number of quirks on people. Afo doesn't need consent for transferring.
But One for All is about gifting and passing a single quirk down, and relies on the choice and acceptance of the previous holder and the new holder for it to transfer. Ofa does need consent for transfering. Idk, I feel like that's important.
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A Look Into All For One's Daily Routine (PRE-potato)
7:00 AM - Rise and shine, for the world trembles at the mere thought of my awakening. 7:10 AM - Morning cuddles and kisses with my precious wife, Inko and indirectly praising her for surviving another night beside the most feared villain-turned-family-man. 7:45 AM – Wake my baby son up, then have a villainous breakfast, consisting of coffee, eggs, waffles, and a side of intimidation. 8:15 AM - Conduct a nefarious board meeting to discuss evil plans for the day. Check on my ‘side businesses’ and make sure I’m ‘making’ money. 9:00 AM - Meet with underworld contacts. Expand my influence and power. Remind them who’s boss. 10:00 AM - Time for some "me" time. Attend an appointment with my personal tailor to ensure my villainous attire strikes fear into the hearts of heroes. A scheduled manicure is included every Wednesday. 10:45AM - Wreak minor havoc upon the city. A villain's work is never done and sometimes the blond idiot stops by. It's all about balance, you see. 12:00 PM - Lunch break: Consume the souls of those who dare oppose me. Wine and steak are the usual. Depends on my mood. 12:30 PM: While I’m having lunch, I usually log into my social media and contribute to All Might hate pages. The villain subreddit is my go-to. Update my Demon King fanfiction while I’m at it. (This entry is completely satire) 1:00 PM - Plotting session: Strategize with Tomura on how to conquer the world then make Kurogiri do all the work and babysit him. 2:30 PM - Business calls. Time to collect those debts and remind people why they shouldn't cross me. A few well-placed threats should do the trick. 3:00 PM - Pick up some "unfortunate souls" from the streets. Gotta keep the operation running smoothly. While I’m at it, I’ll supervise the training of Tomura and young villains-in-training. 4:30 PM - Time to head home. Can't wait to see Inko and my beloved son, Izu-baby. 6:00 PM - Dinner with the family. Nothing beats Inko's cooking, except maybe her smile. 7:00 PM - Quality time with Izuku: Help him with his homework, impart wisdom about the ways of the world, and play hero-villain with him. 9:00 PM - Bedtime routine and tuck my cute son into bed. Goodnight, little one. Daddy's gonna (hopefully) kill All Might tomorrow. 9:30 PM - Quality time with Inko. Sometimes the best evil plots are hatched ‘between the sheets’. 11:00 PM - Prepare for bed: Ensure all evil plans are in motion for the following day and that my reign of terror will continue unabated. Sometimes a book about totalitarianism and tyranny with a glass a wine is included. 11:30 PM – Time for a goodnight sleep. I need my beauty sleep to maintain this dashing appearance. Tomorrow, the world will tremble at my might once again.
Note: Schedule subject to change depending on hero interference, unforeseen villainous schemes, 'business trips' and holidays/weekends.
Please tell me what you think I had so much fun making this 😂😂😂😂😂 I might make a POST-potato schedule. I love this man so much can you tell.
😂 I'm laughing because honestly this very much seems like his schedule. Doing both evil stuff while also being dad for one at the same time is how he rolls. Like awww he loves his famil- Wait he picking up ORPHANS AND PLANNING PEOPLE DEMISE?
LOL, I need more of a Day in the Life of a Demon Lord. Because this is great also seems Inko gets quite a bit of attention at night. Though we can already see he definitely not going to see All Might coming when he comes with a Detroit smash.
But man I love how casual he is about his appearance and his affection for his family being quite wholesome. While also still doing evil things, you anon get it.
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akashigadabi · 11 months
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A Is For Aphrodisiacs
Not me creating an entire kink alphabet then writing out prompts for each letter…
Pairing: Yandere All For One x Consenting Reader
Summary: All For One obtains a Quirk with an aphrodisiac effect and he wants the two of you to try it out. Suffice to say that things get a bit out of hand.
Word Count: 2283
Genre: Romance, Smut, Prompt Fic
Rating: E
Warnings: Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content, Drugged Sex, Consensual Sex, Rough Sex, Possessive Sex, Possessive Behavior, Feral Behavior, Quirk Experimentation, Quirk Misuse, Quirk Use During Sex, Soft Yandere, Various Kinks (other than Aphrodisiacs, including Biting, Scratching, Dacryphilia, Drooling, Creampie, Pheremones, Mild Electrical Shock, Size Kink, Overstimulation, and Sex Against a Wall)
Other: Reader has a quirk. Reader is written so reader is gender neutral as far as gender/gender identity and romantic or sexual orientation.
Ao3.
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“This was a terrible idea.”
If you were a dog, you might have been panting right now. You just can’t cool down. You don’t appreciate the sensation of hot flashes that comes from this internal overheating. They make you feel like you’re melting from the inside out, or as if you’re about to drip into a gross puddle on the floor. Your heartbeat worries you too, since it feels like your heart wants to jump out of your chest and tapdance on your face. It sprints along at a breakneck pace, loud in your ears. Every tremble of it half convinces you it’s about to stop on a dime. You wouldn’t have agreed to this if you’d known you would develop some sort of heart palpitations.
Hopefully it won’t be permanent.
All For One also appears worse for wear, though somehow manages to maintain his usual methodical calm. As you watch him, he begins stripping his stupidly expensive, bespoke suit off his body. The sight of it consumes all your focus, your attention grasping onto every little movement. The way his muscles flex from the time he removes his jacket to when he toes off his socks leaves you utterly captivated. Only a tiny dribble of drool tickling the corner of your mouth alerts you to your open-mouthed staring. You turn away and blush, though there’s no point in pretending at this rate.
Whether he acknowledges your hungry regard or not hardly matters at the moment. Not when you have to deal with your own meltdown. In the face of the sweltering heat, undressing doesn’t seem like such a bad idea in all honesty. At least you can gain the slightest amount of relief from the unpleasant warmth radiating from within you. Even if it doesn’t help much in the long run, you won’t be sweating through a million yen suit. Your fingers tremble as you fumble with your bow tie. After three failed attempts to disentangle it, you’re half tempted to just cut the damn thing off when All For One notices your struggle.
“Let me,” he murmurs, coming to your rescue.
Standing still as he unties it with ease, you try and fail not to notice his own nudity. He’s magnificent in every sense of the word. Fit, with a chiseled chest and toned stomach you fantasize about licking, the sluttiest hips you’ve ever seen, and thick, muscular thighs that could snap a man’s neck without much effort. You try not to glance lower. You can’t afford to if you want to hold onto your rapidly dissipating composure. Said urge overcomes you anyway, and you chance a peek that ends in you clenching so hard around nothing that it hurts to be empty. A painfully hard, swollen, reddened cock greets your eyes, twitching in anticipation. All For One tends to look like a whole damn meal on the best of days. Right now with your inhibitions lowered, you think distantly as you hyper-focus on his flexing fingers that you’re a fool. All For One isn’t just a meal. He’s a fucking feast, twelve courses of sin and indulgence, a masterpiece of perfection straight from heaven—or hell—that would make Michelangelo weep.
“You’re perfect,” you blurt out in a too-loud whisper, flushing to the roots of your hair as soon as it’s out of your mouth.
“Why thank you, I try,” All For One returns with a smirk.
“Don’t tease me.”
You hope it doesn’t sound as whiny as you think it does. You don’t think you succeed though, because All For One looks delighted. He radiates pure smugness as he helps you out of your jacket. A subtle shiver overtakes your body when he leans in close to whisper into your ear. His breath tickles your neck, sending a burst of arousal coursing straight through you.
“Darling, if I truly wanted to tease you, I could do far better than this. As it is, I don’t have the patience for it at the moment and we both know it.”
It’s all you can do to remain standing as he continues disrobing you. His deft fingers make easy work of your buttons. Your pants and underclothes disappear one by one underneath his attentive eyes, all spirited away and folded neatly onto the nightstand. Once you stand bare without a stitch of fabric covering any part of you, it dawns on you that whatever full effect this Quirk has makes you nervous around All For One. Not out of fear, but rather from the sheer force of your attraction to him hitting you like a freight train. With such a potent aphrodisiac singing in your blood, the normally beautiful man appears even more divine to the point of inducing blasphemy.
Either you got more obvious in your admiration, or he simply knows the effect he has on people in general. Maybe both. White teeth flash as he closes in on you, hands gentle as he cups your face against his palms. Even that light, innocent touch goes straight to your sex. Blood rushes there without regard for how embarrassing it might be for you to show arousal from such a simple gesture.
Such proximity hardly helps matters. With your breath intermingling and his body so close to yours, you lean into the contact as if starved. You nuzzle into his palm, eyes closed. When he leans into you in turn, pressing his forehead into yours and looping an arm around your waist, it’s enough to erase every thought from your mind except awareness of where your bodies meet. Dizzy with need, you slip your arms around his neck and shoulders. You don’t have the capacity to stand on your own without support. Being this close under the influence of the aphrodisiac makes your knees weak.
“How are you, my treasure?”
A loaded question. Pale fire dances underneath your skin. Your perception has narrowed onto him, onto his voice, onto his skin where it kisses yours, onto his breathing pattern and heartbeat. Your own heart still thunders in your chest, hissing like white noise in your ear. Saliva pools in your mouth at the mere sight of him. His scent washes over you in a heady cloud that makes you lightheaded. You find him attractive in general, but the aphrodisiac heightens every aspect of him, every emotion he makes you feel and every stimuli that originates from him.
“I feel like I’ll die if you don’t touch me, and like I’ll die if you do.”
Those heinous hips of his jerk coward, rubbing the tip of his cock against your belly.
“What a quandary for you, sweet little mate.”
Whatever else the aphrodisiac does, it also makes being near him without initiating sexual contact nigh unbearable
“Fuck me, Hajime.”
His eyes darken with lust upon hearing you speak with such a needy tone.
“What did you say?”
You gather all your confidence and look him in the eye, enunciating every syllable.
“I told you to fuck me. I need you.”
All For One hums, thumb running over your bottom lip.
“You need me, hmm?”
“Yes, I do.”
His smirk dissolves into something softer and more indulgent yet still smug.
“I’d be more than happy to oblige.”
One moment blurs into the next. All For One lifting you off your feet quickly turns into you wrapping your legs around his waist and him pinning you to the wall. His palms rest briefly on your belly and lower back, using one of his Quirks for lubrication and another to relax your muscles, and then he’s pressing inside of you. It’s not a terribly forceful thrust, yet it drives the breath from you.
Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, every minute sensation sends you reeling. You fall apart almost immediately, clenching on his cock so hard that he has no choice but to set a brutal pace. Your teeth sink into his non-marked shoulder to mute your near-constant screams of pleasure. Your nails claw at his back as you scrabble for any sense of stability with none in sight. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, falling unbidden when he tilts his hips a certain way, still unable to hilt inside of you yet so deep you could swear he had, and oh gods you feel like you’re dying.
Your second orgasm rips through you before the first has a chance to dissipate, every nerve hypersensitive close to the point of being overwhelming. A high you’ve never experienced before slams into you, forcing your mind blank so that even he doesn’t register anymore in your awareness for several long seconds. Ecstasy consumes you down to the last atom and you nearly forget how to breathe. Drool trickles from the corner of your mouth, this time without being checked. Gathered tears fall, cascading down your flushed cheeks, and your own cum stains your skin.
All For One sends you over the edge a third time when he strokes the sheathed accumulation of nerve endings at the apex of your thighs. You convulse on his cock, limbs jerking, and the noise that slips from between your lips sounds totally inhuman. It proves too much for All For One, who follows your descent into blinding euphoria. He uses his special Quirk at last to bury himself to the hilt before he floods you with so much seed that you start to cramp. Even then, he continues pumping into you through both your releases, messily spreading your combined cum onto your lower bellies. It seems thicker and paler than normal, viscous and pearly as it spills down your thighs. It flows down his thighs too, glistening where it stains his flushed skin.
All For One grows progressively more feral, jackhammering into you to crest his second peak. Cloying pheromones clog the air, making it difficult to do more than cling to him as he fucks you both stupid. The pleasure ratchets up again, this time bordering on madness. Every time he snaps his hips forward now, it sends you both careening dangerously through a string of not-quite orgasms, as if you each need an extra push to reach completion now, yet paradoxically still feel as if you’re mid-orgasm. All For One starts using sex-appropriate Quirks at random. Anything to relieve this burning pressure.
He cycles through several to no avail, including one that acts like a hormonal injection, dumping endorphins, dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin directly into your systems. All that does, however, is increase your general feelings of pleasure without giving you any relief. If anything, it borders on being worse since your body still screams at you for something more. It’s the mild electrification Quirk mixed with the one that mimics the sensation of a mild acid trip that finally smashes through whatever plateau plagues you both. He can use Electrify to apply direct stimulation to your entire nervous system, and Trip does as its named. With Shared Heart passively active as usual, you more or less climax twice at once, trapped between your own intoxicating completion and All For One’s. Based on the feedback through the bond, he experiences the same damming flood of exhilarating dual sensation.
It’s…certainly an experience, seeing as you come so hard that for a moment you see sound, smell light, and taste color. You thrash around through it all, scratching up his back even more and biting with enough force to draw blood, not that he seems to mind. You don’t think he’s in any state to judge the extent of an injury, but as far as you can tell it isn’t any deeper than when you gave him his claiming mark. You cry out when he bites you, too, though with all the feel-good chemicals pumping through your body, you can’t even feel it. It comes mostly from shock, since he took you by surprise.
Time slips away from you. You don’t know how long you spend pressed into the wall afterward by All For One’s tall frame, but even when he stops bracing himself against it, he doesn’t drop you. He stumbles toward the bed, where he manages to set you down gently. An unholy amount of his seed decorates both your bodies, but you literally have no fucks left to give. You couldn’t stand under your own power in the next hour if you tried, and you’re frankly impressed All For One is capable of such a feat himself. He flops onto the bed next to you, yanking you on top of him. Not his best decision since gravity has even more of his seed coursing out of you with that little maneuver, but since he doesn’t give a fuck about that, neither do you. It’ll be sticky and tacky when you get up later, but for now, all you can do is lay in a dazed heap of exhausted but fully satiated limbs.
“Perhaps…perhaps I used too high of a concentration,” All For One muses aloud after what seems like hours but could have been minutes when time still seems like a suggestion, if not an illusion. “A much lower potency should suffice.”
You don’t have the strength to talk, so you just sigh and bury your face into the side of his neck. He raises a hand to sloppily pet at your hair, and, well, all things considered, it feels nice, even if you have a sneaking suspicion he could have killed one or both of you if one of you had suffered from a preexisting heart condition. He starts purring, muttering about how pretty you look, and that’s enough to pull you under. At least next time he knows to dial down the intensity.
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”Shigaraki shouldn’t be saved because they need to show some villains can’t be saved and are irredeemable”
We had All For One for that
“Shigaraki shouldn’t be saved because we need a tragic and sympathetic villain who can’t be saved”
Did you forget Twice?
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kitsunefyuu · 5 months
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“The Child Who is Not Embraced by the Village Will Burn it Down to Feel its Warmth”
The quote best for this chapter on All for One who never learned love and only known to survive and possess
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shiroforest · 13 days
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In regards to the revelation that AFO is the one who gave Shigaraki Decay, which is originated from Overhaul, here's a few memes i made and posted on reddit, I'm happy if you've seen it,
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At least Chisaki can actually and literally clean up his mess
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Imagine if Tsukauchi&co. Have Bumped with AFO, but in different appearance, no wonder AFO is hard to track down.
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povertygoblin · 2 months
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OVERKILL
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kitsunesfandomtime · 1 month
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Garaki: -panicking because AFO getting married- Sir! What happens when Inko finds out who you really are?
AFO: -rolling his eyes- She will never find out. That's the point of lying.
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diospore · 1 month
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drew AFO on roblox free draw
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god this was so hard my pc does not like roblox
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